Sisters by chance - The beginning

Consent

(warning) 

Tobias POV

Laying in my top bunk. I have this nagging guilt compressing my chest. And it's not my damaged ribs. Why, why is this chick getting to me? f**k this! I rub my hands over my face. I am listening to Hugo's heavy breathing. The night is silent, and eventually, my eyelids start to feel heavy. Heavy breathing turns to snores. When Hugo from nowhere suddenly growls like a mad man, my eyes fly open again.  

"They are getting away!" He roars, getting up from his bed.

Without delay, he slams open the door of the truck and jumps out into the night. He shifts midair to his ragged, stone gray wolf, ripping his clothes. Leaving me dumbfounded. f**k, this isn't good. I throw myself down and into the girls' holding. It's empty, and the door is opened. My heart is throbbing, he is gonna kill her now! Or sell her with the others. I keep staring at the open door and the darkness of the outside. From absolutly nowhere, he shows up in human form and throws one of the girls on the floor. She is crying hard and has trouble breathing. The air smells of her fear, it's so strong it's contagious. 

"Guard her." he barks before leaving again.

Within minutes he rounds them up one by one. Fury and excitement radiated from him. Two times I hear screaming in the night.

In silence, I tie their hands. Last but not least, he shows up with Sofia. She is thrashing and yelling fearsly at him. Before he dumps her on the floor and slams the door behind them. She looks around and collapses physically when realizing that they all are back where they started. They never had a chance, and they didn't know it. I really feel for her. I try to get her to look at me. I need to make her understand. She must not provoke him further. She will not survive this if she does.

***

Sofia's POV

When he caught up with me on the dirt road and grabbed me from behind I fought like never before. The first time my family was in danger, but now. It's just me. I need to delay him from getting the others.

Despite that, he easily throws me over his shoulder and carries me back. 

For the first time, I can see them. Really see them: Rose and Ruth I recognize, their blond hair. They look so much alike. Except for them, I don't know who is who. The light is on in the truck, and the girls are all kneeling in a row before me on the covered floor. He is pacing behind them. Still without clothes. He caught me, he caught all of us. How is that possible? The atmosphere is thick with defeat and fear. The girls are shaking, so am I. Suddenly he turns on the spot and grabs the tiniest looking girl's head with both hands. Her oval face looks tiny within his big fingers spread over her cheeks, temples, and forehead. Her hair looks dirty blonde and straight. When she starts to plead with him I can hear her light high voice. It's like a slap to my face. Agnes!

"Consent." he roars, looking me dead in the eye with a wicked gleam. Time seems to stop, and I can't breathe. 

I can't speak, I shake my head weakly. Without breaking eye contact he grins, and then he flicks his wrist. The snapping sound is heinous, and with it, I find my voice and scream. Her empty eyes are staring at nothing, but he takes a step to his right and grabs the next girl. She has dark, thick curly hair. Her eyes are dark but I can't se the coler. She looks at me, terrified. And cries despondently.

"Consent" he booms with wrath squeezing her head tight. 

"Hugo, is this really a good idé?" Tobias asks, stepping forward from a dark corner. Hugo, his name is Hugo? I'm so confused and for a split second, I lose focus. Hugo is a name for a cute bunny or something. Not a killer. 

"Consent!" he growls, waking me. I look into those dark eyes eye again and see Hannahs. I can't let her die, I won't let her die, so I whisper: 

"Yes…" 

"Say it. Say the words!" 

 We both are crying hard now, the tears stream down my face. 

"I CONSENT. " I scream with all the force I can muster still on my knees.

“Show me that you mean it!" He growls, his face twisted into an evil sneer. I try to stand up but he interrupts:

"On your knees!"

So I crawl to him, over the hay. But now feeling devastated, humiliated, and empty. Weak. When I reach him I stay on my knees beside her. He still holds her head from behind but has moved to stand slightly beside her. His d**k is right in my face, hanging heavy. I don't want to see it, and close my eyes and wish I was somewhere else. Anywhere else! 

"Show me, or she dies!" he demands coldly. I lift my shaking hands and go up to his thighs, I take him in my hands and feel his soft skin under my fingers. The sensation makes me want to gag and makes me shudder with discomfort. I can feel a hand sneak up on my thigh, drawing small circles trying to comfort me. I turn slightly to look at her, our eyes meet again. I see her fear reflecting mine. she mimics: "thank you".

I can feel him grow in my hands. I take a deep breath, I'm not letting her die! And with new determination, I shut down and show him.

***

The taste in my mouth lingers. The feeling of giving up causes self-loathing, it's unbearable. I feel disgusted by myself. The smell and taste of him in my mouth lingers and makes me gag. Yet I don't have the energy to move. I lie on the floor staring at Agnes' corpse. Her empty eyes. I'm ashamed of my failure. The taste still lingers, like a constant reminder at the moment. Tobias comes into view. He lifts Agnes's limp body and adjusts her before walking away with her. Hugo comes from behind the semi-wall where I guess the others are bound again. He squats down beside me, stroking my hair. 

"I guess you're tired, after that little stunt and all? You only have yourself to blame. You know, it's your fault she is dead! You could have saved her. And now. I need to grab another one. And it's all your fault!" His words are crushing. And the taste in my mouth lingers, it's like I have him there still. 

"Now, you have proven that you can be a good girl. When handled right, of course, my little pet. And we don't want any more… attempts like tonight. So I think it's best if you come with me. Doesn't that sound nice?" His face challenges me to cross him again. But I don't, I have given up and meets his gaze empty and nods meekly. 

"Good girl!" he growls. 

There it is again, the growling. I knew something was wrong with this guy. Sure he abducts people. But his animalistic sounds and behavior are on a different level. He pulls me up by my wrists. And drags me with him into the driver's cab, he grabs me by the neck and runs his nose from my jaw to my ear. 

"You didn't think we were finished, did you?" he whispers while silent tears flow down my cheeks. 

"Oh no little pet, no need for happy tears. Save it to the end!" He sugest with at wicked grinn.  

I can feel him smile against my skin before he starts kissing me with hunger.

"I know how you like it!" he murmurs and tosses me over the bed before turning me on my belly and pulling me up by my hips. His fingers are digging into the flesh on my hips. I whimper and try to pull away.

"No, no! Make me happy now. We don't want more of your friends to die. Right?" He emphasizes the word friend while pressing above my tailbone with his thumbs, forcing my upper body down and my ass up. "Or, maybe you would prefer it if I'll have your lovely sister here to join us?" I shake my head violently in respons. He huffs and grabs me between my legs covering my vulva with his palm, rubbing it. He pulls my panties down and enters me in one swift motion, making me scream. Holding me in place, he takes me. It feels like everlasting torture. My treasure box burns and pounds. He speeds up and with a loud growl, I feel a searing burn in my right shoulder blade. An indescribable pain unlike anything else. Unable to breathe, my screams die down. Did he stab me, is he killing me? The relief of the thought is followed by guilt. And then I blackout.

Tobias POV

The tiny body is stript down to nothing and put in the hole. It has taken longer than I thought it would. When I began to dig the night was quiet. Then Sarah's screams filled it and I couldn't stand to listen. I had to shift and run. Seth ran until our mouth was foaming, and we tasted blood. He knows, like me, that we can't help her. And that makes us useless. Again I rub my face with my hands before I keep on filling the hole. The sound of the shovel in the ground and the dead thuds of dirt landing in the hole is thankfully the only sounds now. When ready I take my t-shirt and the shovel and walk back. The light is still on in the back of the truck. I decided to check on the girls before I get some sleep. Hugo has bound them again. This time with their hands high on their backs. The girl Sofia saved sits in what looks like an uncomfortable position glaring dagger at me. 

"Did you hear her?" She hisses with fury. Her tone makes me feel like submitting. And annoyed the hell out of me. 

"Yes!" I spat back. 

"Well! Help her. I can't!" She tugs the ropes, anger radiates from her. 

"I've buried the little one," I say and rub my face. I'm not sure why I want her to know. She softens a little before again demanding that I take care of Sofia. So I nod and walk off. Hesitating, I grabbed the handle and opened the door. The smell hits me hard. Blod. The mixture of her and him. He is getting dressed and she is lying on the floor, unconscious. 

"We need to leave," he says and makes annoying swirling motions with his hand towards her. "Fix this! Maybe put her in the back again. But gag her this time."

"I don't think that's a good idé, she is unconscious and drained. What if she suffocates?"

he buttons his pants looking annoyed. 

"Well, then you guard her and make sure she doesn't. I really enjoyed this one! I wasn't sure before if she was for me, but now I know I want to keep her!" Hugo trails off with a sinister smile in the dark. Slumping down in the driver's seat and starting the truck not waiting for me to move Sofia. She feels cold and completely limp when I lift her against my bare chest. Just like the little one. The difference is that I can hear her faint heartbeat. My arm under her legs becomes wet and sticky making me inwardly whimper. Seth reminds me of our role. We are useless.